Roses are Red // l.h.

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{Rose's P.O.V.} {edited}

I get up slowly flinching at my aching ass, and sluggishly walk out of Luke's room and up the stairs to see him in the mirrors at the top of the stairs talking quietly from his mom. Oh no I think, I watch them, but Liz's reaction is different from what you thought it would be.. She doesn't gasp or look overly sad or worried, she just nods at whatever Luke is saying and walks down the stairs with care in her eyes. 

"Sorry to hear you fell down the stairs dear, Luke should have driven you straight to the hosital." I smile and whisper a thankyou and she slips past me heading to the front door. I mouth thank you at Luke, and my heart beat slows down a little bit, he didn't tell her I was pushed down the stairs.

The ride so far was silent and akward, and I wasn't quite paying attention to where we were going until I saw my street  name.

"Um I thought we were going to the hospital?" I ask tensing up with panic and I felt my stomach rise to my throat.

"We need a parent to go sweetie," Liz says sweetly from the front seat. My mind raced, the endless possibilities of this going wrong, and I decided to do what would hurt the least amount of people.

"You know what? My tailbone doesn't hurt anymore and my elbow doesn't either, would it be okay if you just dropped me off here? You don't need to take me to the hospital." Liz looks at me and I can see uncertainty in her eyes but she smiles.

"Okay hun, whatever you want." Luke looks at me and he mouths 'bull shit' and I shrug looking out the window. I tell her which house is mine and she pulls up in front of it, letting me get out. I say a quick thank you and good bye not looking back. I do my best not to limp and I can tell it works as I hear their car drive off.

I cringe when I open the door and hear something smash. I slowly walk up the stairs and see my mom on the floor sweeping up a broken bottle. My father is leaning up against the counter with another bottle in his hand. He takes a swig when he see's me and points at me.

"So you're back? Did he not want to have sex with you?" I don't say anything and walk past my mother to the fridge getting some ice. When I turn around my father presses me up against the fridge by my neck making my drop my ice.

"I asked you a fucking question Rose answer it," he growls into my face, and I cough at the stench of alchohol.

"ANSWER ME!" he yells and tightens his grip on my neck. I gasp and start to cry.

"I didn't go to have sex with him!" I choke out and start crying harder. He lets go of my neck and I take a deep breath.

"Now was that so hard," he says grinning evily. I shake my head and gather up the ice from the floor and run to my bedroom locking the door. Why did Luke have to text me, why couldn't he have just left me alone and let me die. I'm supposed to be dead right now. I shake in silent tears, walking to where I hid my pills. I take them out and inspect the bottle again, sleeping pills a whole bottle I stole off my mom. I hear my phone buzz but ignore it, nothing can intervene this time. I need out,out of this hell people call life.

I want to be free.

I open the bottle and empty the pills into my hand. I swallow as many as I can and slump down in my closet against the wall. My world is slowly fading away and I feel numb. My eyes are drooping and I let them, closing myself off from the world and use my last ounce of energy to whisper.

"Goodbye," before everything disapears.